Print will always have a place in history, but it has a special place in my heart as well. I know I'm not alone in liking the smell of a bookstore and the crunch of a book when you open it for the first time. Scribbling notes in books wasn't just something I did for the entirety of my college career either. Today, I find that I would rather hunt down a tangible book verses an e reader of some sort.
Here are three different readings - none of which are groundbreaking or heavy in existential topics (but I suppose you could argue this). I am far too late in the reading of The Alchemist, but that's next on my list. Currently I'm in the process of reading The Girl on the Train for fun. I have read and reread The Life-Changing Magic of Tiding Up and will continue to revisit it when things in my life get too cluttered because it truly has been helpful.
This is by no means a book club or some women's circle, but if you have a novel or piece of parchment you're reading do share. I can speak for 2 out of 3 here and say I genuinely enjoy these. They're not very acedemic, per say, but that's for another day.
-CS
